8 acessos
Worthless, the road that we built is turning gray
The good and the old is fading away
and we remain in the cornerstone
of the days passed a long time ago.
And there's no way to bring it back
No one should start it, but still
we receive misery even if we give love.
Foundation on which my strenght is built.
The wings of the perseverance, for my destiny to be fulfilled.
To never be put away before our burden ceases.
Until there is no rock left to hold us
Steady to the bangs of war.
With the anguish of the broken hearted
No longer mourning for the dead.
carrying Grief in our breasts,
We rise against the lies written on stone.